Rise From the Humble

"Hahaha, then let's just wait for the good news. Brothers, let's go..."

"Come on, fill it up, fill it up, let's drink and wait. After drinking, we will go to the door together to greet the champion who is missing an arm and a leg."

Everyone at the banquet laughed, raised glasses and drank together, and agreed to wait for the drink to see Zhu Pingan, who was missing an arm and a broken leg. They were very sure that Zhu Pingan would have his leg broken today. They all knew Zhao Daying's temperament. If he could say such a thing, he must have arranged it long ago. There have been similar examples in the past.

If a nerd with no power can arrange a few good players at random, that's not enough! If you ask him to break a few of his legs, you can break a few of his legs. This is a sure thing.

Investigate?

Just kidding, look for evidence. If there is no evidence, you are slandering!

Seeing that the atmosphere of the banquet was just right, the sound of pipa also sounded at the right time. The fireworks girl called at the banquet played music and danced to add to the fun. The girl's school secretary led the dance while twisting her waist, while coquettishly singing "Mulan Ci" which is widely circulated in the major brothels in the capital. "Come:

If life is just like the first time we met, why should the autumn wind draw a fan sadly?

It is easy to change people's hearts, but they say that people's hearts are easy to change.

"Okay, good singing."

After hearing this, everyone cheered and were moved by the song "Mulan Ci" sung by the girl's school teacher.

"This song is well sung. Even though I'm a rough guy, I can still feel it when I listen to it. Don't be sad, dear. General Zhao feels sorry for you tonight, hahaha."

One of the military attachés at the banquet joked, provoking a lot of scolding from the girls' school secretary, which made the atmosphere of the banquet even higher.

"Who wrote this word? It has a certain artistic conception." The civil servant at the banquet asked curiously.

"Replying to my benefactor, I don't know who wrote it. I just know that my sisters love to sing this song these days. I heard that it came to Beijing from Qinhuai, ten miles away. It seems to be composed by a Tongsheng named Zhu. , it is said that a sister from Qinhuai who was ten miles away came to Beijing to participate in the Beijing Fengyue Field Laureate, and won the title with this song." The girl's school secretary shook her head, she only knew that it came to the capital from the south, and who wrote it specifically Yes, she doesn't know.

In the Ming Dynasty, brothels were roughly divided into four grades. The first-class brothels were called "Qingyin Xiaoban", the second-class brothels were called "teahouses", the third-class brothels were called "Xiachu", and the fourth-class brothels and below were called It's a "kiln".

The brothel where the girls' school is located can only be regarded as an inconspicuous third-class place in the capital. They can only follow the fashion trends of the big brothels in the capital and have no access to the core of this circle.

"Oh, it was made by a little boy. No wonder I haven't heard of it." A civil servant at the banquet stroked his beard and curled his lips in disdain.

"Of course, a little boy, how can he be qualified to enter the ears of an elder." Other civil servants at the same table agreed.

"I also ask the boss to give me a calligraphy treasure, so that I can be on the list next time." The girl's school secretary poured wine at the right time and asked for a calligraphy treasure.

"You girl, this will take advantage of you. Our boss's calligraphy skills are not comparable to those of children." Other civil servants teased.

"Hahaha, it doesn't matter." The young civil servant smiled and pressed his hand, then brought in pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and wrote a calligraphy poem "Buchan Palace":

Jade is thin and dark, and good times are near. Having arrived, a deep hatred suddenly arises. Hate for no reason, adding leaves and green wu, but reducing it by an inch, boxwood.

God will also take pity on Jiaojun and miss his children, who will suffer from grief over the years. Take it back early and exchange it for Qing Shang. I borrowed it to make it, Lan Qiu is the second time.

After the last stroke was written, there was applause all around, and the girl's school secretary even shed tears of excitement. The old civil servant was stroking his beard, smiling and shaking his head, even saying that he didn't dare to take it seriously, but everyone could see that complacency.

The banquet atmosphere has reached a new level.

While everyone was immersed in the wine, they suddenly heard a noise coming from outside. It seemed like there were many people, it was a mess, and they didn't know what was going on.

The courtyard where everyone is located is not far from the street outside the mansion. If the noise outside is louder, you can still hear it.

I vaguely heard something about beating someone and breaking a leg.

ah

Broken leg? !

Are they back? !

Zhao Daying, who was sitting in the middle of the banquet, heard these words vaguely, his face was overjoyed, and he stood up with excitement. Okay, these guys did live up to my expectations, but why did they have to shout so loudly that everyone in the street knew about it? Didn’t I tell them to keep it quiet? ! Never mind, it doesn't hurt.

Well, good job!

When other people at the banquet saw Zhao Daying's reaction, they also became excited. They could tell from Zhao Daying's expression that the matter was done! Zhu Ping'an's arms and legs were broken!

"Ahem, General Zhao, it sounds like it's very lively outside. Why don't we go out and have a look?" A military attaché stood up and winked.

"Haha, since you are all curious, I, Zhao, would rather obey your orders than I am respectful." Zhao Daying smiled and nodded.

So Zhao Daying from Qianhu led everyone towards the gate.

At this moment, outside the gate, the Bingmasi Alley in the north of Centipede Street was crowded with people. The most eye-catching thing among them was the row of cool barefoot Kill Matt eight-man group in the crowd, with their majestic and high-spirited figures. , it’s hard not to attract attention.

"Is it here?" Zhu Ping'an lowered his head and asked Liu Dadao in the crowd.

"Yes, sir, those guys just recruited him, and the one named Zhao lives here." Liu Dadao nodded vigorously. He had just used some tricks to deal with prey on the road, and from the eight captured people Asked.

Zhu Ping'an nodded, then looked up at the magnificent house in front of him, glanced at the plaque "Jianwei General's Mansion - Zhao Mansion" hanging on it, then tugged the corner of his mouth with disdain and vomited speechlessly. Five words: "What a pretentious person!"

The Zhao Mansion is just the Zhao Mansion, but you still insist on adding the ancestor’s previous name! It’s enough to fight against my father, but I forcefully drag my ancestors out to fight! That’s all it takes to make a difference! I have been told since I was a child that I am the successor of socialism. Have I told anyone else? !

"Everyone, fellow villagers, must be tired from walking. Let's rest here for a while before leaving. I have just sent someone to go to the Yamen to file a case. After passing this street, we will go through another street and we will get to the Yamen. This is good. It's time, all of you, fellow villagers, take a rest first. After reporting to the official, I, Zhu Pingan, will invite my fellow villagers to have tea."

Zhu Ping'an stood in front of the gate of Zhao Mansion, cupped his hands and thanked everyone who followed and watched the excitement. He looked concerned about everyone and asked everyone to rest for a while before continuing on his way.

"Go away!"

"Get away, this is no place for you!"

Two armored guards in front of the Zhao Mansion took two steps forward and shouted loudly at Zhu Pingan and others.

"Who are you talking about!"

"What are you talking about! The road at the door belongs to everyone, not your house. Why are you dragging it?"

Everyone was dissatisfied and spoke one after another.

"I'll count to three. If you don't leave, don't blame me for being rude!" The armored guard stepped forward and drove away with his sword, with a fierce look on his face.

"You" everyone looked frightened and retreated involuntarily.

Only Zhu Pingan and others looked as normal and stood still, so Zhu Pingan, six hunters, and the barefoot group of eight stood in front of the door.

"Huh?! Why don't you retreat while you wait? Get lost. This is no place for you untouchables to stay! I'll count to three, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!" The armored guard glanced at the six hunters and others and drove him away with disdain. The six hunters were wearing these, and they could tell at a glance that they were Kuhaha ordinary people.

"one"

"two"

"three"

After counting three times, they saw that Zhu Ping'an and others did not move at all. The armor-clad guard Jue couldn't help but immediately reached out and pulled out his knife to retrieve the place.

Just when they were about to take action, a young man in front of them lazily took out a waistband from his arms and stretched it out in front of them. The words on the waistband clearly appeared in their eyes: "Attendant of the Hanlin Academy" ——Zhu Ping'an".

"My lord, please don't blame me. I'm short-sighted. Please atone for your sins."

This is the style of a sixth-grade waist badge. The armored guards have been trained to recognize it, and they also know that no one dares to fake official waist badges! Therefore, after seeing the waistband, the two armored guards were so frightened that they immediately put the knives in their hands on the ground and knelt down to beg for mercy. They were sweating profusely and wanted to slap themselves in regret. They really didn't want their lives. They dared to insult and threaten them in the street. Officials appointed by the imperial court.

I recommend a novel "Lao Pao'er's First Assistant", which is a historical novel on a female channel. The author Sima Baishan recommended it to me the day before yesterday. I haven't had time to read it yet, but it should be pretty good. If you are interested, you can go and read it.